348 CRAZY WOMAN MOUNTAINS. 



CHAPTER XXVI. 



Visit Crazy Woman Mountains. Difficult ravine. Park-like country. 

 Narrow escape from a grizzly. We make for the trade-road. The end 

 of my grey horse. Some bragging hunters. I part company from 

 Colonel P and the men. The stage waggon. Dangers of stage- 

 drivers. A companion joins us. Queer story about him. I ride part 

 of the way with him. Arrival at Miles City. I am offered quarters. 

 Which I decline. Call on General Miles. Stories of General Miles. 

 I leave Fort Keogh with the General. Rough journey. Yellowstone 

 Kelly. Arrival at Fort Abraham Lincoln. Kindness of American 

 officers. Road agents. More anecdotes of General Miles. Arrival at 

 Chicago. The present state of my old hunting-grounds. Conclusion. 



FROM Martinsdale we travelled towards the Crazy Woman 

 Mountains, which are said to have been so called because the 

 Indians found a white woman wandering in them, who was 

 crazy from hunger and exposure. Our way lay through a 

 beautifully hilly country, well wooded and having numerous 

 small streams running through it. Wishing to explore as 

 much of it as possible, I took a line of my own, about two 

 miles further south than the one taken by the waggon. It was, 

 in those days, entirely uninhabited, Indians and now and then 

 a stray prospector being the only people you were likely to 

 meet, and these last were very scarce then, as the danger from 

 Indians was so great. 



